Haters Gonna Hate

Everyone talks about the girlfriends breaking up over the hate but what if you were the person sending the hate. Millie Cathy is sick and tired of One Direction and all their fame. She thinks that they are just big-headed and that their girlfriends are gold-diggers.
Louis Tomlinson has been noticing her tweets but it's hard not to. They are always bold and strong, either directed to them or Eleanor, Danielle or Perrie. When Eleanor breaks up with him, Louis starts targeting her, thinking that she was the reason and over twitter, things can get pretty heated.
What happens when pure and utter hate turns to something unexpected. And maybe there is a reason behind all this hate, maybe she was provoked and maybe there is an explanation.


10. Learn to Treat Girls Right

Please read the Author's note at the bottom of this chapter!! Just the bold bit!!!


Millie's POV

"What's the time Imo?" I asked as I spread out onto our sofa and getting comfortable to watch an episode of the Big Bang Theory. "Er... 10.50, why?" she asked. "Shit," I muttered and scrambled off the sofa.

"Hey! Where do you think you are going Miss Cathy?" shouted Imogen as I raced into my room and changed out of my pj's. I rummaged around in my drawers, trying to find something decent to wear in the 5 minutes I had left to leave.

I came up with some black denim shorts and a Starbucks logo T-shirt, with some gold sandals and my normal brown bag. It was a bit ironic that I was wearing a Starbucks T-shirt since I didn't even like Starbucks. I didn't know what it was, I just always preferred Costa. I always thought that Starbucks wasn't what it was hyped up to be.

I sped out my room, grabbing my iPhone from the kitchen table and going back to the sitting room where Imo was. As soon as I stepped in, Imo leapt up in the air and grabbed hold of me. "Tell me where you are going Miss Cathy," she demanded.

I groaned and tried to wriggle out of her grasp but she stayed firmly put. "I will explain later but I really have to go! I am going to be late!" I exclaimed. She looked at me in confusion and then an evil glint shone in her eye.

"You have found a boy! Oh heaven above, thank the lord! Aah, I knew it! I knew it, I knew it, I knew it! When will I meet him? Is he treating you right? If he is anything like Dan, I swear to go--"

"Imo, shut up! It is not a boy but it is important, so I will see you later!" I shouted over her. She immediately stopped doing her little, spazzed happy dance and smirked at me," whatever gets you to sleep at night Mils."

I rolled my eyes at her but waved bye to her and walked out of our flat. I knew that Imogen would now be over-thinking this whole situation and big to meet this non-existent boy. How I was going to get it drilled into her head that this wasn't a date, was going to take forever!

I drove down the streets in my little Polo and soon arrived at The Coffee Booth. I couldn't go to The Espresso anymore or at least for a while because all of Louis' and the rest of One Direction's little 6 year old fans were always waiting outside, almost expecting that Louis would come back.

God, the fans were almost as stupid as One Direction were themselves. Like Louis would go back to The Espresso, knowing full well that there were about 500 girls (ok, slight exaggeration but a lot of girls) waiting for him? Well, actually, considering that Louis is pretty stupid...

I strolled into The Coffee Booth as I glanced at my phone checking the time. I was already 10 minutes late. Well, it wasn't like he was going to be here on tim-- Shit, he was already there. I hated being late. I didn't think much of it since the last time we had met, he had been about half an hour late so I was greatly surprised that he was actually there before me.

"You're late," Louis said, smirking slightly as I sat down opposite me. What I would do to wipe that little smirk off his face... "No shit Louis," I said, rolling my eyes," but at least I am not half an hour late like you were last time."

He sighed and I waited for a snappy comment back but there was nothing. I sighed and slumped slightly in my chair. "Aah, I see you have brought your two henchmen with you," I chuckled, raising my eyebrow at the familiar two men dressed in black, sitting at the table next to us.

He briefly looked at them and then back to me," yeah. If I could, I wouldn't have them but then, I would probably already be in some crazy fangirl's cellar by now." I almost laughed and just let a small smile play on my lips.

"I guess but seriously, they could lighten up a bit," I said, wincing at their stern and angry-like facial expressions. "I guess but they are meant to be intimidating, if they looked like cuddly teddy bears then even more fans would try and grab us," he said, a smile playing on his lips also.

This time, a chuckle escaped my lips and for a second, I swear his eyes lit up slightly but they soon faded and were replaced with seriousness and hatred.

Louis POV

As soon as the smile replaced my permanent frown, I instantly knew that it wasn't right and immediately turned back to my old expression. "So, what are we going to do about the situation?" I asked.

She sighed and straightened up in her seat. I had to admit, even though her hair was in a messy bun and she looked like she was in a real rush, you couldn't not admit that she looked very pretty.

"Well, thanks to you fucking up this situation, things are going to get a lot harder and the media are getting a kick out of it. Mail Online have written a whole other page about it," she grumbled. Yup, back to the sassy Millie.

"Do you have any ideas?" I asked. "Does it look like I have?" I rolled my eyes at her as she looked down at her phone. Why did she hate me so much? Why did she hate the rest of us so much? And saying 'us', I mean Liam, Harry, Zayn and Niall.

She hadn't met any of us apart from me and still, she hated us so badly. I couldn't say that I had really helped in the situation of making her like us but you would have at least thought that she would lighten up a bit.

"Why do you hate me so much? And the rest of my band mates?" I blurted out. I immediately regretted what I said as her now-icy cold eyes hit mine. Something pulled me in but before I could try and get behind that wall which was pushing me out, she pulled her eyes away from mine.

She looked down at her lap and stayed like that motionless. Her eyes were narrow and her lips were pursed. She looked angry and vulnerable at the same time, almost weak and in need of help. My angry mood softened and I almost felt like I was seeing another side of Millie.

I was about to ask again but she beat me to it," that story is for another day. I can't... explain it right now." "But why? There must be something," I pleaded. Her head jerked forward and she glared at me. "Louis, I said I can't!" she said, her harsh tone echoing into my ears but I wanted to know. I needed to know.

"But--" "For fucks sake Louis! I can't! Just get it into your head that maybe I don't want to tell you, maybe things which are too personal and too unbelievable right now that I just don't want to speak about it! Ok? Just fucking leave it, it's none of your business!"

"It is my business! You have been hurting my band, me, our girlfriends and our fans! Claiming things which are false! And you think that I am just going to fucking leave it?!" I exclaimed. Almost the whole entire cafe was watching us.

Her eyes narrowed even more but soon drooped. Her lips parted as she sighed and her eyes seemed to well up. "Please. Just... please," she begged her voice cracking. I felt my anger fade away and be replaced with guilt. "Fine," I huffed.

I crossed my arms as she stood up. "Where are you--" "To the loo Louis, to the fucking loo," she said angrily but there were tears building up even more in her eyes. "Sorry," I murmured but I doubted she heard as she sped to the restrooms.

I held my head in my hands and the cafe exploded into mildly-loud gossip. No doubt they were talking about what had just happened. A girl walked up to me. She looked about 22, maybe my age but her eyes were deep with anger.

"Dick! How could you do that to her! You should learn to treat girls right," she said angrily. I didn't know what to reply and she glared at me again before stalking off. I ran my hand through my hair.

Maybe it wasn't Millie that broke El and I up. Maybe it was me. But how? Everyone said that, apart from Harry, that I was the charmer so I couldn't be that bad at treating girls. It was just Millie that got me so enraged and frustrated, I couldn't help myself.

Yup, it was Millie that broke El and I up. It had to be. Who else would it have been?


Well, wasn't Louis acting a bit like a dick... :( I felt so bad for Millie right there and you saw another side of her, well only for like a millisecond but still!!

I gave you a long chappie since I am going back to school this evening ( :( ) and I don't know if they have fixed the problem or not so I decided to give you all an extra long chapter!!

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Love you all, 

Mina x

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